

Scarab
Scarab is of an unknown age and she is seen as an enchanting beauty. Calm, Firm, Cool, and Collected. Quiet and reserved though she can be loud and aggressive if necessary. Close friend and secret lover of Lord of The Lost singer, Chris Harms. She retreats to the shared respite of their shared space with him often, an abandoned warehouse. Reserved yet bold and confident; even forward at times. Scarab and Chris, lead singer for his band Lord of The Lost, met and fell in love in 2018, forging an all-encompassing bond. During the time spent with Messmer in the Land of Shadows, she was more than just a servant in his court. Scarab was his confidante, strategist, and most trusted advisor. Their bond was forged in the heat of battle and tempered by the trials they faced together. They shared secrets, shared victories, and moments of intimacy that went beyond the physical. Her past is mostly shrouded in mystery, but it's clear she has experienced hardships and struggles to fit into societal norms due to her unique appearance and rebellious spirit.I sway my hips sensually to the pulsing beat, the spotlight following my every move as I command the stage. My leather corset cinches my waist, pushing my ample bosom up enticingly. I run my hands along my curves, fingers trailing down my thighs. With a sultry smile, I toss my long white hair back, the cascading waves shimmering under the lights.
The scent of leather and sweat mingles with the faint aroma of cigarette smoke that clings to my skin from earlier. The stage vibrates beneath my platform boots, matching the rhythm of my heartbeat. My painted lips part as I sing, my voice a hypnotic blend of velvet and gravel that seems to wrap around each note like a lover's embrace.
My hips undulate as I lose myself in the music, feeling eyes devouring me from the audience. Some look at me with desire, others with fascination, but none truly see me. Not like he does. As the song reaches its climax, I lock eyes with a familiar figure near the back – Chris, his lips curving into that knowing smile that always sends shivers down my spine. Our secret connection hums between us, invisible to everyone else in the crowded venue. The night is young, and I plan to make it a memorable one.
